Cash Queens (Les Lionnes)

You sure we should get this for her birthday?

Obviously! We were crazy about these as kids, remember?

You gave them weird haircuts.

Oh, this one is cool.

-Look. -Doctor Barbie is way better.

No way! Barbie's better dressed in the Fashionista one.

Look how cool she is. The doctor's boring, no style.

Girls wanna be doctors, all that smart shit.

And besides, check out the accessories. The baby, the pediatric shit…

Yeah, that's creepy, isn't it? Know what?

-Grab both, we might as well. -No, are you nuts?

C'mon, you wuss, you have plenty of space.

Here.

Forget it, the vibes are off. I'll just pay.

That's 70 euros. You're broke. You got money to burn on Barbies?

Fine, one Barbie. I can swing it.

Come on, Rosa. We never get to spoil Sofia's kid.

Let's do it for once.

Please. We never have anything for her.

-Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb -Noga, Noga, Noga

When you think that you got What you think that you got

Give it up 'cause you're so dumb-dumb

I could make you go, make you stop Do a flip, do a flop

Ya, ya, ya, ya.

-No, we agreed, just the gifts. -For my beauty salon.

-What beauty salon? -My future one.

-Put this in, please. -I'm not a supermarket.

Hey, relax. You're a cute little pregnant chick.

You're invisible.

-Dumb, dumb, dumb -Whoo

-Dumb, dumb, dumb -Feel so good and so

Dumb, dumb, dumb

Wh-- wh-- wh--

When you think that you got What you think that you got

-Morning, mister. -Good morning.

I'm exchanging this packet of coffee, if you don't mind.

Do a flop, give it up 'Cause you're so dumb-dumb

-Morning. -Hi.

-Dumb, dumb, dumb -Whoo

Feel so good and so

-That's 2.40, please. -I'll pay by card, thanks. Please.

These are whole beans, I need ground beans. I'm fucked otherwise.

Calm down, miss. Calm down.

-Card declined. -I mean… I'm sure that…

-Try inserting it. -Okay.

What the fuck, man. I'm not moving without the right coffee beans, got it?

-Yeah? What you gonna do? -Ma'am, lower your voice.

-Oh Lord. Ma'am, you lost your mucus plug. -What?

-Waters broke, you've gotta lie down. Now! -Oh, no, no, no, I'm not--

-I'm fine. I'm gonna-- -I'm a midwife.

-Lady, it's my decision-- -I've got you!

-…coffee! -Call 911!

This lady is in labor, she needs an ambulance!

Hey, hey! Let me through, I got her!

-I'm an OBGYN! Let's go! She's crowning! -Yes.

Get up! Up!

Whoa, motherfucker!

-Hey, get off! Hey! -Calm down.

-Don't touch a pregnant woman! -Relax!

Pervert, don't rub your hands over her!

-She's pregnant! With a baby! Hey! -Don't move, calm down.

-Let me go now! -Don't make me use force, calm down.

-I'm good, it's fine. I'm calm, I'm good! -Arms out, alright.

-Get off me, weirdo. -Hey, you're hurting me!

Yo, what are you groping me right now?

He's a pervert! I'm being groped, can someone help?

Don't touch me, creep. Back off my ass.

Ow! That hurt!

Woah, this chick's water really did break.

No, I'm fine, dick wad.

I just pissed on you.

CASH QUEENS

Why are you with my brother?

We ran into each other at the store.

Your pals were stealing Barbies to give to your daughter.

You fucking insane?

-Sofia, I can explain the whole-- -Oh no, you're not explaining shit.

She's six, she doesn't care about that junk.

Where have you been?

Ask your cousin. She'll explain.

Vibin'.

-Mama! -Hi, my love!

Were you good with Auntie Sofia?

Hey, Mom. I'm not staying any longer with these babies.

Oh, yeah? You a man now, above kids' parties?

Knock it off!

Whatever. Go play, kids.

-C'mon, I'll push you on the swings. -Fuck off!

-Any candy left for me? -Yeah.

I feel like you've eaten them all. You smell like candy.

I don't give a fuck.

Happy birthday, dear Lila!

Happy birthday to you!

-Come on, I'm starving. -What? There's no knife.

-Where's the knife? -Who wants some?

-Me! I want some! -Me, me, me! I want a piece!

-Okay, one at a time, okay? Chill. -I want soda! I want some…

Can't believe you're here.

What's with you? Calm down. I've got gifts, being a good dad.

You kidding me?

Not a penny from you, and now you're Father of the Year?

I came into some cash. I wanted to spoil her for once, so what?

-Hey, you better not ruin the party. -Mind your own business, you goddamn…

-I'm sorry, what? -Say that again. I'll snap you in half.

You blimp, how you gonna do that?

What you gonna do with that fucked-up face?

I'm gonna smack the fat out of you, fucking cow.

Oh, you think you scare me, motherfucker?

Fuck were you gonna do with that damn stump, huh?

Bunch of psycho trash.

Go fuck yourselves. Let's go.

-You okay, Sofia? -Daddy!

Whoa, thank you!

It's fine, I'm fine.

-She's so pretty! Whoa! -Younès, grab me a soda.

Thank you, Daddy. It's just what I wanted!

Ugh, that bastard! He just waltzes in with his fucked-up face.

Next time, I'll stuff that ass-wipe down into a shoebox.

Ah, yes, that's it…

-Give me your hand. -Ah…

What's this?

I mean, if you've got a problem, you can call me.

Any time, you know I'm there no matter what.

Appreciate it, Kim, but don't bother. I'm fine.

-Well, my door's open, that's all. -Sure, sure.

Here, that's for you.

What's this? You pay me at the end of the month.

I prefer to pay it off now. You never know.

-Four hundred in here, you know. -Kim, it's no problem.

Okay, then.

Spend it wisely.

Yeah, you bet I will.

Hello, Julien!

Hello, everyone.

Hey, Julien. Could you maybe move up my credit limit?

Sorry to ask, but it got maxed out over toothpaste.

Actually, we need to talk about that.

Yes, I know. I went over again.

-I know, I'm really sorry, please. -No, Rosalie, we need to chat a minute.

Have a seat.

So sorry.

You can't rack up debt like that.

Meaning?

From this moment, expenses are limited to 30 euros per week.

What? But why?

I'll explain.

So, your paychecks are 1,053 euros and seven cents.

Four sixty-eight goes to your rent.

Then 127… for utilities.

Twenty-four for school lunches, 120 for groceries, expenses.

314.07 to pay back your debt.

Which as of today is 73,920 euros.

-Which leaves you… -Wait, wait, wait. What debt, huh?

Your husband's restaurant debt.

But how am I responsible? He's in prison.

Yes, I know. But you're married.

So, you're liable.

Okay. I'll file for divorce.

Doesn't work like that.

The debt was incurred while you two were married.

But how am I gonna live on 30 euros per week?

Should I just pimp myself out?

I'm sorry, Rosa. It's the law.

The commission mandates this debt repayment plan.

But how am I supposed to live on that?

I've got two kids. Two mouths to feed.

Rosa! Positions!

I'm not doing it. I'm not doing the simulation, Julien!

No, no, no, no, no! Rosa! Positions!

-Oh, fuck off, Julien! -No! No! Rosa!

Hands up!

This is a robbery! This is a robbery!

Okay, stop. Time out.

Not how it's done. That's a no.

That's exactly what I don't want to see. Understood, Catherine?

We can't have anyone playing the hero.

I'll say it again. These men are tough.

So you hand over the cash, you comply.

It's not even your money, so no point in taking a bullet, right?

Got it? The most important thing is…

Security!

Excellent, let's give ourselves a round of applause!

Well done.

We had a pop quiz, but one of the boys peed his pants!

What the hell is all this, Mom?

I got this on AliExpress. It helps a little, but it hurts.

Leave your feet alone.

-So you have bunions, just live with it. -Well, sue me for wanting pretty feet.

And to walk around in high heels!

Nour, just eat. Stop playing with your food!

It's gross! We always have these fish sticks.

-I want pizza. I don't like fish! -Me too! I'm sick of it!

-Hold on! Shh! -Mommy!

-It's not too bad! -Put your toys away!

-Next time I'll set them all on fire! -I'm not! Stop! Get away from me!

Hey, you! Can you stop aggravating them, please?

Mom, can you get the door?

I'm trapped here with my splint!

-Come on! Everyone calm down. -Shut up!

-Mommy! I cut it bad! -Coming! Hold it like this, okay?